Wednesday, May 20, 2009

There's my new favorite letter: H! I can even tell you what sound it makes.

I like to carry it around with me.

Not too much going on today. We're going to watch the American Idol finale tonight. I just haven't gotten too into it this year. Unlike last year, Olivia hasn't either. Last year, remember, she would only watch the television when David Cook came on. . .it was like she predicted that he would win all along. She hasn't shown interest in anyone this year. Tomorrow night, however, my favorite show starts up: So You Think You Can Dance. It's so good and I've watched it

every year since season one. These are the only two shows I watch with any regularity.

Today I did something out of the ordinary. I baked these chewy nut squares. I was munching on my walnuts and I read a recipe on the back of the bag. Amazingly, I had all of the ingredients! Olivia is just now getting to the stage where she'll let me do things like cook dinner, clean, do laundry (although she unfolds everything that I fold . . .silly girl.) She is becoming more independent each day and doesn't need my full attention every second. I think we're both kind of enjoying this new phase.

Well, I'm off to push Olivia on her swing. Hope you're all having a good day!

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I unexpectedly gave birth at 23 weeks to micro-preemie twins on August 27, 2007. Olivia Paige weighed just 1 lb 1.5 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Logan William weighed just 1 lb 1.75 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Our sweet Logan passed away after 1 month and 1 day. After 105 days, we were able to bring Olivia home. She is our miracle, our survivor, our joy. . .On November 20, 2012 we welcomed little sister, Abigail, into our lives. She was born at 35 weeks, but only spent 8 days in the hospital before coming home. We feel very blessed.To contact Ryan and Jodi you may email them at: jsail63@hotmail.com or joglunt@hotmail.com

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Remembering Logan William Glunt

August 27, 2007 - September 28, 2007

Never Before

NEVER BEFOREby Jodi Glunt

Never before have I known such loveAs that which I feel in my heart.My beautiful daughter, although physically petiteFills up an enormous part.

Never before have I seen such strengthFrom a person who weighed but a pound.And yet she’s a fighter through and throughWith very little that gets her down.

Never before have I heard such laughterWith an energy and zest for life.She consistently shows me the wonder and joyWhile overlooking the pain and strife.

Never before have I felt such mercyFrom a God who has allowed me to raiseThis miraculous, amazing daughter of mineOn earth, throughout all of my days.

A micropreemie shattering every predictionAbout the life she had in store.Teaching us all about the miracles within usThat we never quite realized before.

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Playing In Heaven Instead by Jodi Glunt

You were the perfect little boyOf whom we always dreamed.Did you know we had your name picked out?All along or so it seemed.

You even had your daddy’s handsSo miniature in size.In life we never got to hold youOr even see your opened eyes.

We had so many plans for you.Did you know you are a twin?I wanted you to grow up together.What a pair you would have been!

I wanted to take you to the parkAnd push you on the swing.I wanted to teach you how to walk,And read and write and sing.

I wanted to show you a fire truckAnd let you ride upon a horse.I wanted to take you to the zooTo see the giraffes, of course.

I wanted you to watch cartoonsAnd play video games with dad.And you and I would take a napOh, the times we would have had.

But, your mommy’s plans were not to be.“I have other plans,” God said.“You won't be playing in life’s playgroundYou’ll be playing in heaven instead.”

And although I ache with sadnessAnd in my arms I long to hold.I’ll see you again in heavenWhen my story on earth’s been told.

A Poem

A thousand tiny firefliesParading through the nightIlluminate the starless skiesWith incandescent lightThey are miracles, here on earthSo bold, so strong, so wiseAnd bring to life a sense of worthFor those who lack great size.

Some of this life’s smaller treasuresAre the ones which matter moreThan the larger joys and pleasuresThat we have grown to adoreVolume is not as essentialAs the gift that lies insideSmaller souls with much potentialWho shall never be denied.

A thousand tiny firefliesParading through the nightIlluminate the starless skiesWith incandescent lightThese children, while born prematureAre testaments of worthTheir spirits bold, their futures sureTo ever bless the earth.